Bunga Di Pot Novels & Stories

I gathered myself and decided to head back, I turned and as I did my eyes caught something beautiful. A flower pot, beautifully decorated, it had a Venus fly trap growing inside it. I moved closer to admire it, I wiped my eyes and blinked back the rest of the tears when I saw something that struck me. An image of two beautiful ballerinas dancing, each one with silver wings, I smiled to myself. They looked beautiful. I turned to leave when I remembered Estella’s words, silver wings! I turned back to the flower pot and raised it, hoping she was right about it.

Then it started swelling up like a balloon of glistening emerald color, with beautiful white and pink flowers sprouting on it's top, all the way like a flower arrangement. With the shade it is, one could not even tell if it's a vase or flower. Yanlong vaguely knew now it is a cactus of self pollinating flowering type, rather than one that propagates through stem. Yanlong slowly lost her consciousness looking at the pretty potted plant. Her last thought is 'I screwed up'. She woke up after half an hour. The potted plant was still sitting pretty in it's pot. Yalnong would have gone straight for it had she never experienced apocalypse.

Mira patted her chest bravely; her cute expression finally dissipating the haze in Almera’s heart. “Come find me if you want to talk.” Mira giggled “I am too adorable to let you wallow in your troubled thoughts. There is also lots of distractions…. In the form of small, adorable fluff balls… and fresh air.” “I might just take you up on that offer.” Almera smiled as she waved goodbye to Mira. On the way home, they stopped in the city supply shop and bought 20 pots for planting the cuttings they had planted in space. Pots weren’t expensive; 5 silver pieces for one mud pot. They spend a gold coin for the lot.

In his hands, he held a massive basket of flowers that made me gasp in awe at the sight of the beautiful purple blooms. "Wow!" I exclaimed, my excitement evident in my voice. "You love flowers, don't you?" Jasper inquired with a charming smile. I felt my heart swell with emotion as I replied, "Yes." "I got these for you," he declared, gesturing to the flowers. "As long as you take care of them, they won't wither away." As I examined them closely, I realized that the flowers were planted in baskets filled with mud, making them more than just a simple bouquet. They were a representation of our first date, a memory that would last as long as I tended to them.

Thinking of the fact that she told Madam Jacobs that they didn't need to order takeaways anymore, Laura decided to head to the open market for groceries with Chris and make lunch themselves. After arriving at the open market, as soon as they entered, Laura found a stall that sold potted plants. When Laura saw the potted plants, Laura's eyes lit up. "It's gardenia!" She could smell the scent before she even got close. The white flowers weren't in full bloom. There were dewdrops on the flowers which made the flowers look even better.

Anya could see atleast a hundred of them on both sides of the house. "You guys should be more worried about what you're going to do after he comes." David huffed out angrily and Viola tried calming him down by rubbing his arms. Anya couldn't stay put for more than two seconds as she walked around the room almost tripping off a flower pot. Peter had pots inside the house too and she couldn't help but wonder at this weird obsession of his. Although the strange thing was that his house didn't look weird with so many flower pots. He had intricately arranged them in such a way that it added decor and fragrance as his choice of exotic colors and various species of the plant looked appealing. She h

THEN it's Heira's turn to decorate the bamboo hut. She put some lights on every bamboo since it was a wired lights, and every of it's wire has also lights and it change's it's lights from time to time. The whole bamboo was covered of flowers, all kind of differrent flowers like roses, lilies, sun flower's, and many more.

she asked as she tilted her head. “We can’t go here, for obvious reasons but a quick road trip isn’t out of the question. I thought maybe since we know the pot things will be here in two days maybe we could go get the stuff you want tomorrow sometime. I know a place upstate that always seemed to have nice things. I had to go up with Nobunaga one year to get the plants his girlfriend wanted. She was rather picky, and this was the only place that had that type of flower. It is about an hour an half away, but if I remember right, they had close to a few of everything or at least it seemed that way. You could have your choice of what to plant that way, and it is relatively safe.” He replied with

“Well, we’ll just have to take the next one. Just call the king and queen, they will understand, right?” He sniffs. “Yeah…” He pulls her in his arms again, indescribably blissful. But he frowns when he feels something hard poking on his side. The flower pot! “What is that? Why are you carrying an empty pot?” She smiles shyly. “It’s symbolic. I am being uprooted again…see? But I figured it’s all right because I’ll just be going to be repotted into a bigger pot. We can plant something new together, this time around.”

It showed her the heavy front door, its two glass panes patterned with red-glass lozenges like bloodstained teeth. Once she entered that door the animal would have swallowed her and the teeth might chew her up, but the light also showed something quite different and cheering. Two handsome earthenware pots flanked the door, one holding a tiny bay tree and the other a miniature rosemary bush. There was something so brave and sweet about those little plants, each in the middle of its big pot with a lot of busy growing required of it to fill the space it had been given, Amy felt better just looking at them.